RADIEL.
I left the gala before the applause faded.
The auditorium was still buzzing when I stepped out—people laughing too loudly, glasses clinking, investors shaking hands like they had just discovered gold. My team had done their part, and they had done a good job. The presentation went better than I expected. Clear numbers. Confident tone. Just enough risk to make them curious.
Now I was in my office on the twelfth floor of the company building, jacket off, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up. The night lights of the city spilled in through the wide glass windows. Everything felt… still. Calm. Controlled.
Exactly how I liked it.
I leaned back in my chair and allowed myself a slow smile.
Three new deals.
Three.
And they were not small ones either. These were solid investors who had j
